The Polar Express2004

Hobo:
[humming] When the snow lay 'round 'bout, deep and crisp... [notices Hero Boy] Is there somethin' I can do for you?

Hero Boy:
I'm looking for a girl.

Hobo:
A gi-? [bursts out laughing hysterically] Ain't we all?!

Hero Boy:
I have her ticket.

Hobo:
[takes the ticket] Well, lookie. Lookie here. Oh, this is a... this is an official, authentic, genuine ticket to ride. Oh, you'd better keep this in a safe place, young man. [gives the ticket back to Hero Boy] If I was you, I keep all my valuables right here. [shows his shoe] Right here in the old size 13. Experience shows this is the safest place. [Hero Boy places Hero Girl's ticket inside his shoe, under his foot where it will be safe.] Not that I have much use for those. Tickets. Nah. I ride for free. Oh, yeah, yeah. I hop aboard this rattler anytime I feels like it. I own this train. Oh, yeah. It's like I'm the king of this train. Yeah. The king of the Pol Ex. In fact, I am the king of the North Pole! [voice echoes and laughs] Oh, where's my manners? Sit, sit. Sit. Sit. Take a... take a load off. Hey, would you like some Joe? Nice hot refreshment. Perfect for a cold winter's night. [He pours some Joe in a cup and gives it to Hero Boy, who looks at it and takes a sip, but then coughs and chokes.] There, bless you.